The Rose Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

The Rose



You’ll never see tomorrow
In yesterday’s face
Nor greet the new dawn
In God’s fullest Grace.

A rose in the path
He has left for thee, that
Through tears of regret
You will never see;
Blinded by the sadness
Of what might have been,
Reliving the past
Over and over again.

So let go of what was;
Look at what’s in plain view.
There’s a great day dawning
With promise anew;
Today’s a new beginning;
There’s living to do,
And God is there waiting
In the Rose for you.

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